Author's Note

I started out doing rhyming poetry. I used to battle in ciphers. a friend suggest non rhyming because he thought I was hiding. I fell in love with Non Rhyming poetry. I am going to post my older stuff up revisiting the form I started with.

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Krishna is spelled correct, it's a religious movement after Hare Krishna. If some find "Chubby little Indian Prince" insulting: I'm sure they will recover, it was meant with not harm. Thanks for suggestions, you have the makings of a nice poem.

Of course it did not upset me, thats what the forum is for. Suggestions noted

Posted 5 Years Ago

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When reading someones writing, I'm not one to point out spelling or grammar issues that's just not my gig as I suck at grammar. I loved the poem it was engaging & hit the nail on the head. The various Religious references were what pulled this altogether for me. Great poem.

Posted 5 Years Ago

Krishna is spelled correct, it's a religious movement after Hare Krishna. If some find "Chubby little Indian Prince" insulting: I'm sure they will recover, it was meant with not harm. Thanks for suggestions, you have the makings of a nice poem.

Of course it did not upset me, thats what the forum is for. Suggestions noted

Posted 5 Years Ago

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Posted 5 Years Ago

There's a few things I found I would like to point out...
You spelled Krishna wrong and Krishna is usually associated with children try Ganesha he's more of a God associated with over coming obstacles (such as death). And the Buddha was not a "chubby little Indian Prince" he was a wise man. I suggest changing "Chubby little Indian Price" because some might find it insulting.
I hope I helped a little and I'm sorry if I made you upset with my suggestions.
- Ayla

Posted 5 Years Ago

Posted 5 Years Ago

I feel the struggle too. Of defining and framing the 'whatness' of the supreme being. This poem strongly reminds me of the story of the atheist men aboard a ship. When the sea and wind roared in rage, every one of them declared their trust in God and prayed, and they retreated from their faith once the ship was saved and they had reached the shores.

There were words and terms I was not familiar with. Perhaps I need to read more about deities in India and elsewhere. But, really, what an earth-shaking write. Stirrs lots of hearts, lots of contreversies. We are hypocrites. God is there only when we need to cling to life. I will share this. Thank you for the request.

Posted 5 Years Ago

I love this!!! This poem is veeeeerrrryyyyy powerful and amazing. The middle part after he decides to be Atheist is my favorite. Apart from the end, that is. The end made me laugh so hard. I find it hilarious that someone can be Atheist, but call out to a god when their life is on the line.